A Boy Singing to his little sister...

A Boy Singing to his little sister.....

(this is such a sweet story)(please read all!)

You are My Sunshine, My only Sunshine' (Be prepared to get
watery eyes!)

Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby
was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son,
Michael, prepare for a new sibling.

They found out that the new baby was going be a girl, and day after
day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in his mommy's
He was building a bond of love with his little sister before
he even met her.

The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active member
of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown ,

In time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every five minutes, every
three, every minute. But serious complications arose during delivery
and Karen found herself in hours of labor.

Would a C-section be required? Finally, after a long struggle,
Michael's little sister was born. But she was in very
serious condition.

With a siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the infant
to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary's Hospital, Knoxville
, Tennessee. The days inched by. The little girl got worse. The pediatrician
had to tell the parents there is very little
hope. Be prepared for the worst.

Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial plot.

They had fixed up a special room in their house for their new baby but
now they found themselves having to plan for a funeral.
Michael, however, kept begging his parents to let him see his sister.
I want to sing to her, he kept saying.

Week two in intensive care looked as if a funeral would come before the
week was over.

Michael kept nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never
allowed in Intensive Care. Karen decided to take Michael whether they liked
it or not.

If he didn't see his sister right then, he may never see her alive.
She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and marched him into ICU. I
looked like a walking laundry basket.

The head nurse recognized him as a child and bellowed, 'Get that kid
out of here now. No children are allowed.' The mother rose up strong
in Karen, and the usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed right
into the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line. 'He is not leaving until
he sings to his sister' she stated.

Then Karen towed Michael to his sister's bedside.

He gazed at the tiny infant losing the battle to live.

After a moment, he began to sing.

In the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang:

'You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy
when skies are gray.' Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond. The
pulse rate began to calm down and become steady.

'Keep on singing, Michael,' encouraged Karen with tears in her eyes.

'You never know, dear, how much I love you, please don't take
my sunshine away.' As Michael sang to his sister, the
baby's ragged, strained breathing became as smooth as a kitten's purr
'Keep on singing, sweetheart.'

'The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my
arms' Michael's little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest, seemed
to sweep over her.

'Keep on singing, Michael.' Tears had now conquered the face of
the bossy head nurse.

'You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't take
my sunshine away.'

The next day...the very next day. the little girl was well enough to go home.

Woman's Day Magazine called it The Miracle of a Brother's Song.

The medical staff just called it a miracle.

Karen called it a miracle of God's love.



Life is good.

karen miracle gods love people love love incredibly powerful life
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2008/11/03 19:46:57

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